CEO Twins And Girls Choice

The Serasa Hell Palace

"Tell him to stop making mistakes. At least this is my first and last warning. After this, if this kind of thing repeats itself, then get the hell out of this building."

The baritone voice echoed, filling the room. Without staring, the young CEO blurted out his scathing words for a girl dressed in cleaning service who bowed her head in front of him.

Unable to do much, the girl was only able to bow down as a form of regret.

"Good, Sir." A mature financial manager nods his head, following orders from Erich, who served as CEO at a company he worked for before things got worse.

"Go!" circus Eric turned his face away, staring at the girl who had littered his important files with coffee liquid.

"Good, sir." The manager quickly pulled the cleaning girl's wrist to get her out of the room as quickly as possible.

As soon as the door of the room closed, the manager let go of the girl's wrist, then sighed deeply.

"Why can you be this stupid? You've made a fatal mistake. Lucky Mr. Eric can control his emotions this time. Otherwise, you will definitely be fired from the company today." Although overwhelmed with frustration, but the mature man still acted as wise as possible not to berate even berating the girl who actually only worked two days.

The girl still needs guidance. That is how the manager concluded.

"Remember, at least think about Miss Retno. If you don't think about your job, then think about Retno's job."

The girl named Isabel was getting bowed.

"Sorry, sir."

"So, be careful in every job. Moreover, when it comes to young master Eric."

"Go."

Without waiting for Isabel to leave, the manager re-entered the CEO's room. Really, he was tired of being in this kind of situation. Most likely it will be a place to impinge on the master for the mistakes just made by the cleaning service girl.

Damn

"Where's Miss Retno?" Cecar Eric as soon as the manager entered the room.

"Sorry, sir. Ms. Retno was sick until the time her work would be replaced by Isabel."

Eric breathed a rough breath. Not happy with the answer of the man in front of him.

"What pain, and why should you replace a new, inexperienced employee?"

The manager swallowed the heavy salivary. Of course, it will not be possible to answer if the entire cleaning service chooses to raise their hands and fear when it comes to the affairs of their master. Especially to enter the room that they are more creepy than the execution room.

"Sorry, sir. The entire cleaning staff refused. They reasoned that Isabel had received a direct explanation from Bu Retno all the ins and outs of the room, the arrangement, as well as the location of important files belonging to the master as well as food and drinks that are often consumed. Of course Miss Retno explained everything in detail to Isabel who replaced her role as the cleaning staff of the master room for a while."

Eric breathed deeply.

"Enough, go out and tell the girl to get out of this building, right now. Today, I don't want to see him in and out of my room."

"Good sir." Bending his head, after turning the heel of the manager passed from the front of the master.

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"Isabel," call a girl who's none other than Starla, Eric's private secretary. Isabel shifted her gaze, until the two pairs of neutrals intertwined.

"Come here" said Starla.

Isabel nodded, then walked slowly towards Starla.

"Sit down and drink." Starla patted the empty chair by her side then held out a bottle of mineral water to the Office girl-clad girl.

"Thank you very much, brother." Isabel according. Sit down and drink the drink slowly.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine. Believe it." Starla was encouraging, although honestly not helping to ease Isabel's anxiety at all.

The girl only commented a faint smile, until the door of the CEO room suddenly opened. Isabel sighed and stood up as the manager walked out from behind the door.

"Go home" the manager said, which made Isabel take a sip of heavy saliva.

"Did you really fire me? What about the fate of Bi Retno. Please sir, forgive my mistake. Give me one more chance, I promise I'll work even better." Isabel mengiba's. Not only for himself, but more to the fate of Retno's life which is now on his side.

The manager smiled thinly.

"Go home now and come back tomorrow morning. You keep working. The young master didn't fire you, only he didn't want to see you wandering around his room right now." The manager gave an explanation.

Isabel and Starla breathed a sigh of relief. Look at each other and smile at the same time.

"Thank you sir."

"Don't thank me, thank young master Eric for not firing you. Although the truth is that he's defending isn't you, but Miss Retno."

Isabel lowered. Realize that he is no one without the name of Retno who fortifies him.

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"Auntie, sorry." Isabel's face lowered before the woman whose back was leaning on the bed.

"Did she make a mistake again?"

The girl nodded.

"I spilled coffee on top of important files sir. But for God's sake, I really didn't accidentally bi."

Retno smile. His paled face, now began to blush, as if it was drained of blood. Apparently the arrival of Isabel had a major impact on the health of her body which began to decline.

"Is Miss still sure to replace my position until I can return to work? I'm sorry, is the lady still willing to face young master Eric's attitude."

For a moment Isabel fell silent, until a nod of her head slowly, became the answer to Retno's question.

"I really need money to get Dad out of the house. While I'm not sure I'll be able to get a job anytime soon, other than to replace aunt." Isabel bowed lethargic. To be honest, he did not want to be in this position of life.

"Patience miss. I'm sure if God has a wonderful plan for patient people like miss," Retno entertained.

"Hopefully."

Reluctant to drag on in grief, Isabel moved to open the bag that had been perched on her back.

"For aunty." Isabel smoothed a box of food out of the bag.

Retno looked at the girl in front of her. The corner of his eye is heating up. It's moved.

"Miss doesn't have to do this. Use the lady's money to meet the lady's own needs."

Every time I visit Isabel, I never miss carrying a hand. But now, the conditions are different. The young girl was even willing to become a cleaning service to connect her life.

"But I'm glad to do it." A sincere smile on the lips of the girl was glimpsed. "Well, Abel can't stay. I must have been waiting at home." Rise up, Isabel says goodbye to Retno after kissing the back of her middle-aged hand.

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There was a trace of bitterness when the nineteen-year-old girl began to set foot in the courtyard of the magnificent house that she had lived for many years.

'My Istanbul', Isabel smiled. Is it still worth mentioning the palace if there is no more warmth in it. Precisely the magnificent building looks more like hell, so smell the scent of decay of the residents of the house.

Several bodyguards who accidentally passed by seemed to bow to Isabel who was passing by. But not infrequently they ignore, because they realize that the girl is not the actual employer now.

Isabel sighed deeply as she entered the front door of the main house. Silent, in the guest room looks quiet. There's no one. But faintly heard laughter from the direction of the dining table.

"Abel, you're home. Come here, we have dinner together." The female voice greeted Isabel as she accidentally passed through the dining room where several pairs of eyes were enjoying the luxurious dishes while staring at her.

Isabel's steps stopped. Want to not want a pair of clear eyes staring at the face of the owner of the voice that a few seconds ago greeted him.

Two men, and two women sat facing each other at the dinner table. Shit, Isabel cursed herself. He should have chosen to enter through the back door to avoid seeing them. But, ah already...

The owner of the voice smiled faintly, which made Isabel fed up. What a sight that makes it warm. Arum, his stepmother, appears to be sitting opposite Erwin, his father's confidant. While at the side, Larasati, his half-brother looks face to face with Steven, Erwin's eldest son. So nauseating. The traitors were apparently partying.

"Isabel come here." Now the turn of the soft sound of the mendayu belonging to Larasati greet the sense of hearing. "In addition to dinner, we're also discussing my engagement to Steven next month. Don't you want to know as enthusiastically as to whether we're preparing." Serigai victory is engraved clearly lipstick polished nude color Larasati's. Yes, the girl was proud, for being able to snatch a Steven from the arms of his half-brother, Isabel.

"Thank you. Please continue with your show. I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Isabel refused. The girl lowered her head for a moment, before leaving the dining room. Isabella's eyes were able to hear the laughter leading to her passing which Isabella believed had come out of the lips of a Larasati.

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Isabel is not a poor girl. His life is well-sufficient and supported by luxurious facilities. But that was before Arum came and sneaked into his parents' household.

Going from the dining room, Isabel set foot into a room at the end of her luxurious residential building.

Isabel opened the doorknob slowly until it made no sound. Silence and dim sleep lights greeted him.

The occupants of the room may have fallen asleep.

The girl felt the light switch until the whole room turned bright. Isabel sighed, staring at the old body nanar that was rolled weakly on the bed. A thin body with half-whitened hair makes a person who is asleep is older than his actual age.

"Dad" said Isabel shortly after dropping her weight on the edge of the bed.

The man called father blinked. A pair of bright shades, and smiled when he found the princess sitting next to him.

Isabel stared at a plate of food on the nightstand that seemed untouched.

"Dad eaten?"

The man nodded weakly.

"Come, Isabel's a bribe." Isabel lifted up her father's body to lean on the bed. To feed him painstakingly and with great care.

The corner of the middle-aged man's eyes was heating up. His eyes began to glaze over. Living in paralysis makes him unable to do anything, even to make up for his mistakes in the past.

"Pardon me, I'm sorry son" said the middle-aged man with trembling lips.

The princess was silent, just a faint nod of a sign of an answer.

Tbc.